While talking, the car had already driven into Sikong Manor. Butler Li parked the car before speaking, "No, the old lady did not leave any hair at home. But..."
Haiyue had no idea at all, but when she heard Butler Li talk, she was immediately shocked, "But what?"
"When the lady passed away, she had her hair..."
Miss?
That's...
Hai Yue's heart thumped, "Butler Li, take me to find that hair right away!"
“Uh…oh.”
They found the old lady's daughter's hair as fast as possible, and then Haiyue rushed to the hospital with them.
At the beginning, Xia Dongye did not agree with Haiyue doing this. After all, tampering with information is to...
However, after hearing what Haiyue said, he finally reluctantly agreed.
After seeing Xia Dongye nodding, Haiyue breathed a sigh of relief.
She knew that doing so would make Xia Dongye difficult. If it was serious, it might also affect Xia Dongye's career, but she really had no other way...
Because, now, besides Secretary Lin, the only person who is trustworthy is Xia Dongye...
Moreover, only by doing this can you suppress that matter...
Haiyue sighed tiredly, said goodbye to Xia Dongye, turned around and went to the ward to see Sikong Jingqiu.
The three days that Xia Dongye said have passed, and Sikong Jingqiu has not yet woken up.
Although his physical condition has improved a lot and he has been transferred to an ordinary VIP ward, he still has to wear a respirator to maintain the oxygen needed by his body.
Haiyue sat beside the bed, looking at his body full of tubes, and his eyes were once again uncontrollably red.
Who is so cruel in his heart that he wants to kill Sikong Jingqiu?
Haiyue wiped off the mist in his eyes, held Sikong Jingqiu's pale fingers, and stared at his sick face quietly. What appeared in his mind was what had happened a few days after he was unconscious.
I wanted to tell Sikong Jingqiu, but when I opened my mouth, my throat was choked again, and I couldn't make a sound.
After swallowing it repeatedly several times, I finally spit out intermittent words, and my voice was filled with depression and sadness: "Why are you... not awake yet?"
The □□ person did not move at all. If it weren’t for his overly pale face and respirator, Haiyue really thought he was just asleep.
However, his body gradually became thinner and always reminded Haiyue that Sikong Jingqiu was suffering from the torture of the disease...
Thinking of the pain he was suffering now, Haiyue's heart twitched tightly, and tears couldn't help but blur her eyes again.
She lowered her head and did not dare to let the nurse who was sorting out in the ward see it.
As Haiyue lowered her head, tears rolled out from her eyes one by one, dripped on the back of Sikong Jingqiu's hand, shattered into small splashes of water, and then slid into her fingertips.
Haiyue never knew that she could feel so heartbroken for a person. The pain was stronger than ever before.
When Yunyan was beaten into a vegetative person, she couldn't bear the panic, but she never felt so heartbroken because of Yunyan's condition.
At that time, she was heartbroken just to betray Yunyan...
Perhaps she was heartbroken just because she betrayed love...
But Sikong Jingqiu brought such a heart-wrenching feeling. The pain made Haiyue think that he would die almost the next second...